[PHOTO SOURCE: National Geographic online images]
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WHERE goes the day
Down yesternight's passage
How blind today's privilege
Lost fast in yesterday's grasp
Tomorrow's dream a pledge
Whence nature's precedence assures
Breast expanse upon deep breath
While shallow essence sums life's interval
What key holds true for grantor's trust
Whilst surety and worth stand anon
Time bespoke metered sameness
Whose vowel foretold spoiled fortune
Ribbons linger as fragments
Where once whole, a heart full
Shattered spectrum of hopes
Cast away on ocean's tears
Love's gamble played and lost
Age of regret the debt
Once concealed by life's chains
Now released by nature's bail
What hostage behind the threshold
Where compromise affords release
What sound the closing door
What venue the open window
What knock insures a beggars entrance
What token barters the price[DOROTHY HAZEL TARR, dht-2011]
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In this offering:
What do you notice about the words?
Their meaning? Punctuation? Sentence structure? Pairing of Sentences? First
word, middle, or last words of Sentences? What words could be substituted? What
connection words added for clarity? What meaning of your own would you assign
to these words, phrases, sentences?
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OR, Why didn't you just say so! ---------------
Today is just a memory that has
passed into yesterday.
Thoughts of yesterday blind you to
the beauty of today.
Tomorrow is a new beginning as sure
as the sun will rise.
Now the lungs expands, as if you
had been living with too little air for a long time, where before your breaths
were shallow and the pain too great for deep breathing.
What is the secret to giving your
trust to another, while other(s) do nothing to earn and secure your trust?
The rest of your life will be
nothing but more of the same ... misfortune.
The ones you LOVED the most in this
world, have all cut away a piece of your heart, until all is left are tattered
ribbons of melancholy and despair.
A bright future so full of a
kaleidoscope of hopes lays shattered, lost and washed away with oceans of
tears.
It may be better for some to LOVE
and LOSE, than never to LOVE at all; but what price must be paid and for what
duration.
The years of aching emptiness and
pain are camouflaged in life's daily routine, but soon there will be an end to
the pain as nature ends its hold to death's surrender.
Where are the words of forgiveness
and compromise that release pain's grip on a broken heart?
The silence of the closing door
confuses the opening of a window; as the lack of plain speaking confuses the
path to understanding.
What will it cost the one who
knocks; and what more must the one who knocks surrender?
[DOROTHY HAZEL TARR, dht-2011]
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PHOTO
CAPTION -- or just a few words to go with the PIX.
It is astonishing how a few short phrases pierce
the gray of your world with a single beam of light. [DOROTHY HAZEL TARR, dht-2011]
How sharp the contrast between
the heart's abode now worn with time's despair
and
the gaping mawe of fate with
its distant vistas casting new shades of meaning
on another world (another life, another time, another place)
filled with vibrant colors, sweet breaths, soft gentle breezes,
and LOVE's warm embrace.
[DOROTHY HAZEL TARR, dht-2011]
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